While searching for the Suede song "By the Sea," I came across this piece of mellow, beautiful piano music. Enjoy!
Jaysus K. Riced! You'd think I was trying to patch into the fucking Pentagon with all the security clearance hoops I had to leap through just to try and create a Flickr account. I hadn't used my Yahoo email in more than a year, I guess.
Here's a nice song to start your morning.
I'm thanking whatever ancestors saw fit to encourage someone to put together a Mari Boine Persen playlist. Enjoy!
Isn't this amazing? This is the language of the Sami, a Scandinavian minority. The Sami face prejudice, even in modern times. Fuck racism! Listen to this powerful music and let us try to come together as the HUMAN race, not separate races.
I think my foul mood is turning around. Even though I can't understand a word of it, playing songs from Poland has raised my spirits. Whatever gets you through, that's what I say! So long as it isn't hurting anyone else.
There's just so much win in this video!
Shit, I'm getting sick. My throat feels swollen. Not raw and sore, but swollen and uncomfortable. It's hard to swallow. I don't have any tonsils, so it isn't like my tonsils are inflamed. I'm getting canker sores on my gums and tongue. Not fun.
I've been working on images for the web comic that I'm creating as a gift for a very cool person. These photoshop images take a lot longer than people think they would because they're so simplistic. It's frustrating, but I love them.
In spite of being told I was stupid for it, I'm still writing my other stuff, including the fan-fictiony stuff. You just can't keep a stubborn asshole down.
We begin this Snow Patrol playlist with Chasing Cars. I like this song. I have no-one to lay with me and just forget the world, except for my cat.
I am feeling really broken right now. And I've certainly revealed too much about myself over the last few days to people who just don't understand.
And then, for reasons unknown, I decided to listen to something bright and poppy.
Moments later, I thrust my hand down my throat and ripped out my heart.
A song for those times when you want something back even though you know you're better off without it.
One thing is true about mental illness. When your symptoms flare up, you sure find out who the fuck your friends are.
This is why I don't open myself up very often. I very quickly learn that other people really, really, really don't "get it."
Just so you know, the little circle is important in this case. You Tube user Nepenthe 13 says ""Knus Den Hellige Ånd" means "crush the holy spirit", the å/Å is importaint here, cause "Knus den hellige _A_nd" means "crush the holy duck" in norwegian, and doesn't make any bloody sense!
Here is a cool video that I just discovered. The song is The Night by Disturbed. Enjoy!
I'm working on a story dedicated to one of my writing sisters who is going through a really hard time. I love you, Cie!
The following paragraph isn't about Cie, except that someone who does drugs has brought misery into her life, which she really didn't need.
This photo was found here. It shows the effects of doing hard drugs. This is the same person in all of these photos.
I can't fucking stand what drugs do to people. They take someone who might otherwise be a decent to okay person and turn them into a fucking monster. I don't hate people who take drugs, I hate the drugs themselves. I hate what the drugs turn people into. Also if you want to start looking old and tore up real quick, do drugs. I've seen drugs destroy so many lives. I'm actually not talking about weed here, although too much weed can screw up a person's life too. I'm talking about drugs like cocaine, heroin and meth. An excess of alcohol can do it too. I've seen all of these things tear up people's lives.
For Cie, I want to tell her that it isn't her fault, you can't stop another person from doing things that they are determined to do. I also want to say THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH BEING DIFFERENT! People need to stop trying to make other people into carbon copies. My friend thinks a little differently and she reached out to others for help. Mostly what it got her was a shit ton of criticism and misery.
Most people aren't on your side. It's rare to find someone who is.
We'll get through. You've got at least one friend. Old Wicked Wanda is still here. Don't change you. I wish you could see you the way I do. You'd see a pretty cool person.
I was prepared to hate this a lot more than I did. It certainly doesn't go on my favorites list, but it wasn't as horrible as I expected it would be.
stronger than reason
stronger than lies
the only truth I know
is the look in your eyes
the look in your eyes
Cross posted from RBUMM.
I hotlinked this photo from my own Flickr account, which is what I will do in future. I tried to upload a mere 74 kb photo using the image uploader on the side. 5 minutes later it was still processing. That's a load of crap. So, yeah. Fair warning, other Posterous users. Do what I do! That way you won't have people tearing your head off for eating up their bandwidth. Oops again.
I honestly had no idea that by copy-pasting photos into my Posterous blog that I was "hot linking," or using someone else's bandwidth. I apologize to anyone I've done this to, I'm an idiot. There is an option to upload images in the side bar--that I just noticed. I tried it, but I don't much like it. It takes forever to upload a very tiny image. I think what I'll do is start a Flickr account or such and hotlink to my own account. Again, my apologies.
Don't dis the Bizkit. Fred Durst may be an asshat, but they do have a tight sound.
I couldn't find a Hennifer Hlopez playlist, so here's a Jennifer Lopez playlist instead.
Ever had one of those days when you stand there looking at the sky and taunting the Planet Destroying Asteroid that's looming around out there somewhere? I point at my chest and say "yeah, come and get me, Bitch! What's the matter, you chicken?"
Because as usual, I just had to pay an ass ton of bills. My credit cards are maxed. I may have a pot to piss in and a window to throw it out, but I don't have enough money to eat anything but fucking cold cuts. My paycheck is already almost gone and I still have to pick up my prescriptions. I ain't been laid in 15 years, and there's no-one out there worth undoing my damn celibacy for anyway.
So yeah, Asteroid, neener neener! Come get me, Bitch!
Stolen from Guerillamom's blog.
Also check out her Facebook page.
Keep those who want to set women's rights back to the 1800's out of office this November.
Time to get crackin' on some writing. A playlist from Infected Mushroom is the very thing. Join me, KHEL 666 Krew!
Here is a playlist of songs by the talented, independent, wonderful Mary J. Blige. Enjoy!
Time for some female empowerment with badass cool girl Pink. Here's a playlist for my KHEL 666 Krew!
I'm just one tiny speck of dust in the Universe.
I'm trying to realize that every speck of dust deserves good things.
I don't like that some specks of dust think that it's okay to treat other specks of dust badly based on their physical appearance or mental problems.
I am mentally ill. I have bipolar disorder and obsessive compulsive disorder. My OCD partially manifests as hoarding. I don't hoard animals, I hoard items. I have a private blog about my struggles with hoarding. I do not give the URL to just anybody. If I am ever able to get my place into passable shape, as I am struggling to do, I will publish the results as a book. My little camera takes great pictures but it's a battery hog. I need a backup battery and to see if there's some kind of charger for those little flat batteries.
I am fiftyish years old and most of my life has been a lot of pain and struggle. It shouldn't have to be this way. So if you are the kind of person who comes along and starts making it that way for me, fuck you, you are out. I don't have to put up with your shit. I've put up with way too much shit from way too many psychic vampires already.
I write stuff, both mental health and size acceptance related blog posts, and also fiction. I am a political and religious liberal. I don't like zealots of any kind, and that includes the type of atheist zealot who thinks it's okay to belittle others for having spiritual beliefs. I can accept where atheists are coming from, I just don't like the type who think they're superior for having no spiritual beliefs. Since none of us know for sure, then fuck you if you don't think I have the right to speculate. I don't go around forcing my esoteric agnosticism down your throat. Don't shove your fundamentalist Christianity, extremist Islam, or acerbic Atheism down mine. Or if you're one of those Satanists who is like "fuck you, I'm so cool because I'm a Satanist and you are so inferior," you can fuck off as well. You're nothing but a prat and I don't have the time to waste on you.
I'm also a KHEL 666 DJ. The pay is terrible but everything else about it is really cool.
Hope to have a few saying hello, but even if you don't, I'll keep doing this anyway.
XOXO,
Faycin
Here is a full playlist of Zombies songs for a great Retro feel to your Sunday afternoon. I've always loved music from this period. I was just a little kid then, but the music has stayed with me through my whole life. I think it's timeless.
One of my favorite classic rock songs from one of my favorite classic rock bands.
Sure wish I could dance like this. It's a miracle when I don't step on my husband's feet! Miss you, Patrick Swayze. Such a lovely person taken too soon.
Sometimes video games have really nice soundtracks. I've watched my son and nephew play this one.
Nearly two hours of great party music from Romania. Great background while writing, working on art, reading, having a few drinks, or whatever!
It's a good morning for some Daughtry! I like to embed the player, but the embedding has been disabled. Some of the other KHEL 666 Krew told me this was becoming more frequent. Bummer. Here's the link to the playlist.
Unfortunately the embedding has been disabled, at least on the first song in the playlist. Click here to access it.
The children's and youth programs coordinator at the church I attended when my son was born said that her father always told her that if you keep doing new things, you won't grow old as fast. That's why I like to check out new music. I discover a lot of stuff that's pure shit, but then sometimes I discover people like this young R&B and hip hop artist, Baby Bash.
I really like his style. He transitions from the R&B and hip hop genres with ease. His song "Sugar Sugar" has appeal both for younger generations and for people my age. The best music is timeless, and this song has all the elements of timelessness.
Some of his songs, such as "Cyclone," obviously have a younger vibe. But hell, an old broad like me can still get up and dance! Maybe there's a middle aged dude out there looking for a good old gal, and he's the kind of guy who can see that I've got it going on in spirit, even though my boobs sag and I've got buns of Jello! Of course, he'd also have to be prepared to deal with my psych issues (not like I'm going to stab him in the night or anything, but I do get suicidally depressed sometime) but that's another story.
Love (and that includes sexuality) is for folks of every age, not just the young and "hot" set.
Come on KHEL 666 Krew, let's step into the time machine and go dancing at Club Way Back!
I'm working on a story that I describe as the illegitimate child of the Lifetime Movie Network and the Chiller Channel. This is what I'm listening to.
Here's a wee hours party mix for my KHEL 666 freaks from dance/club artist Inna.
I'm not gonna. I went for a near 2 hour cross country walk this morning.
That is so not me. And I refuse to feel guilty about it any more. I was never the cute, bubbly chick. I've always worn my heart on my sleeve.
I've survived sexual assault. I've survived abusive relationships. I've survived mental illness, which is a so far so good thing. One of these days it may best me. For now I'm getting along.
Some girls always smile even when their heart is broken. I get devastated to the core. Which is why I don't open my heart any more.
And that is my fucking prerogative.
What is it with people disabling embedding this morning? I wanted to share with all you all KHEL 666 friends a little playlist from an indie/alt rock band called TV on the Radio. Well, I'm still gonna share it, but via this link here. I suppose it doesn't make that much difference, but I like embedding videos.
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